the wonderlust continues
raven eventually gets up to chase down an ex-boyfriend. i remain at the booth by myself. inbetween sets now. a band is setting up to play. xavier (the host) is standing near me. getting a drink. talking with some girl. i overhear him say that he's moving to north carolina in a couple months - the raleigh area. i get his attention. tell him i'm from north carolina. he introduces himself. shakes my hand. we talk some. get the feeling he's flirting with me. tells me he has to run back onstage now but to "definitely find him before i leave." i think it over. mmm... don't think so?
prior to tonite, i'd seen a total of three boobs while on the road. one here, and a couple in columbia, mo (that i have yet to discuss). don't even want to try to keep track now. definitely seen enough boobs for one nite though. getting sleepy. it's nearing midnight. thinking of leaving. head back to the walmart or out of albuquerque altogether. not really feeling it here. i walk out, but catch a chill upon exiting the bar. scurry back inside to the warmth of booze and boobs. try again in a little bit.
sit back down at a booth. laura (the waitress) walks by a few times. smiling a little. not really saying much. we catch each other's glances here and there. sense a mutual attraction. passes me again. an empty beer glass slides off her tray. shatters on the floor near my foot. i quickly lean over to pick up the shards. she kneels down to do the same. we meet at the floor... this is oddly romantic? sense cupid doing his dirty work. maybe i should ask her out? see if she'd like to join me for breakfast or lunch tomorrow? a coffee or a mcgriddle in the morning? what the hell is a mcgriddle anyway? i have no clue. is it even breakfast food? wait. what am i doing? asking a girl in a bar - a bar where titties are being tossed left and right - if she'd like to have breakfast with me? guess i can't exactly ask if she'd like to come over to my place, the deathcab, later tonite?
we pick the remaining glass pieces from the floor. in silence. not a word. i stand after we've finished. dust my palms on pant legs. she gets up from the floor as well. "thank you..." she says. "oh, sure. don't mention it." i sit back down. sense she's a little embarrassed. i'm a little embarrassed. she walks away, presumably, to dispose of the glass shards.
prior to tonite, i'd seen a total of three boobs while on the road. one here, and a couple in columbia, mo (that i have yet to discuss). don't even want to try to keep track now. definitely seen enough boobs for one nite though. getting sleepy. it's nearing midnight. thinking of leaving. head back to the walmart or out of albuquerque altogether. not really feeling it here. i walk out, but catch a chill upon exiting the bar. scurry back inside to the warmth of booze and boobs. try again in a little bit.
sit back down at a booth. laura (the waitress) walks by a few times. smiling a little. not really saying much. we catch each other's glances here and there. sense a mutual attraction. passes me again. an empty beer glass slides off her tray. shatters on the floor near my foot. i quickly lean over to pick up the shards. she kneels down to do the same. we meet at the floor... this is oddly romantic? sense cupid doing his dirty work. maybe i should ask her out? see if she'd like to join me for breakfast or lunch tomorrow? a coffee or a mcgriddle in the morning? what the hell is a mcgriddle anyway? i have no clue. is it even breakfast food? wait. what am i doing? asking a girl in a bar - a bar where titties are being tossed left and right - if she'd like to have breakfast with me? guess i can't exactly ask if she'd like to come over to my place, the deathcab, later tonite?
we pick the remaining glass pieces from the floor. in silence. not a word. i stand after we've finished. dust my palms on pant legs. she gets up from the floor as well. "thank you..." she says. "oh, sure. don't mention it." i sit back down. sense she's a little embarrassed. i'm a little embarrassed. she walks away, presumably, to dispose of the glass shards.
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